Even Obito was shaken to his core. He had been following Ashveil all this time to analyze his abilities, confident he understood them. Yet now, seeing Ashveil absorb massive amounts of Magma effortlessly, Tobi and Obito alike were left dumbfounded. Ashveil's powers were beyond their comprehension.
More astonishing was how effortlessly Ashveil immobilized the Four-Tails. With a single, deliberate squeeze, he rendered Roshi completely powerless. The sheer strength required for such a feat was unfathomable.
On the battlefield, under Ashveil's massive palm, the Four-Tails writhed violently. Roshi even spat a torrent of fire before fainting inside the beast's body. Son Goku, sensing his Jinchuriki falter, revealed a look of genuine shock.
"Roshi… I've never seen you like this before…"
"Enough. I'll step in personally, or we'll both die here!"
The Four-Tails surged, taking control of Roshi's body. His form swelled, igniting the sky with his fiery Masira transformation, radiating immense combat power. The ground shook violently with every strike he made.
Ashveil's expression betrayed only a hint of disdain. A Tailed Beast, yet it dares to challenge me?
With a swift motion, Ashveil mirrored the Masira's form, conjuring a giant fist to clash directly against the Four-Tails' massive magma blow.
Boom!
The collision reverberated across the battlefield, shaking the surrounding landscape. Obito's Sharingan flickered in confusion. The Four-Tails was clearly in a frenzied state, and logically, Ashveil should have avoided a direct clash until the beast exhausted itself. Yet here he was, confronting it head-on.
Then the truth became clear: Ashveil himself was the true beast.
The impact shattered the Four-Tails' fist, forcing a scream of pain from the creature. It tried to retaliate, spewing Magma, but Ashveil absorbed it effortlessly, converting the energy into his own. In the sky above, he condensed the absorbed Magma into a single colossal fist, radiating heat and power far exceeding the Four-Tails' original Magma attacks.
"Is he serious? He condensed an entire Magma fist?!" Tobi's eyes widened.
"This is insane!" Deidara echoed.
"This guy may be a ninja with multiple Bloodline Limits… it's terrifying. How has the Shinobi World not known about him?" Tobi whispered, awe in his voice.
Ashveil only curved his lips slightly, the truth hidden from all but himself. This wasn't a Bloodline Limit at all—it was the power of a Devil Fruit.
Without hesitation, Ashveil unleashed his giant Magma fist toward the Four-Tails. The beast, Son Goku, responded with his own massive lava fist, resulting in a cataclysmic clash. The explosion scattered energy across the landscape, shattering nearby volcanoes. Even Deidara struggled to maintain control of his flying clay dragon amidst the shockwaves.
From above, Tobi called anxiously, "Ashveil, move! You'll be burned to ashes if you stay!"
Ashveil's calm voice cut through the chaos. "I have this under control. A mere Four-Tails is not enough to challenge me."
As the battle raged, Ashveil's Haoshoku pressure manifested fully. Even Obito, a veteran in battle and master of the Sharingan, felt the oppressive weight of it, sweating under the invisible force.
Could it be… Obito realized with widening eyes that it was Ashveil projecting this power. His raw strength and Conqueror's Haki were extraordinary, enough to make even a seasoned shinobi uneasy.
Deidara, watching from above, tried to reassure himself. "It's just show, right? My clay bombs are still superior…"
But the next moment silenced him. Under Ashveil's Haoshoku influence, a perfect replica of the Four-Tails materialized—a Tailed Beast formed entirely from Ashveil's Haki.
Even Son Goku was stunned. How could a human create a Tailed Beast capable of mirroring his own attacks?
The two Tailed Beasts unleashed Tailed Beast Bombs simultaneously, their energies colliding in a cataclysm that engulfed the surrounding environment. Trees, animals, and land alike were reduced to ash, and nearby volcanoes erupted violently in response.
Tobi screamed from his perch on Deidara's dragon, panic-stricken. "Deidara-senpai! I can't dodge! Help me!"
Deidara gritted his teeth, pulling the dragon down sharply to avoid the blast. "Hang on, Tobi! Stay close!"
Breathing heavily, Tobi clung tightly. "Thank you, Deidara-senpai. That kid… and the Four-Tails, they're terrifying!"
Deidara's eyes narrowed as he watched Ashveil's display. This was no ordinary opponent—Ashveil's strength and control were beyond comprehension, far surpassing even the most extreme measures Deidara had ever relied on.